"I don't want to go home either." I must've looked seriously depressed, because Kim gave me her otherPoptart, and went to fix a couple more. It w...as nice to have friends. Even if they did like me better in girl's clothes. But what thehell, I was already in 'em, a few more hours wouldn't hurt.***10:28 19 Jan What they'd finally decided on, with me helping, was a denimjumper, and a long sleeve oxford shirt. In pink. I mean, the shirt waspink - the idea of pink denim is just. Occasionally he would rest his hand on my thigh, each time higher until he finally gave my semi hard cock a caress saying, "Shall we go to my place and see where things takes us?"I reached to his crotch and squeezing him found a nice full but soft cock and set of balls."Yes, let's find out if I can be in life what I have been in a story.It was a short drive to his place, a huge Victorian mansion in a quiet neighborhood. As we progressed up the staircases he explained that the first floor was. "That will have to suffice until someone can think of a better designation."That same evening I was about to leave the office when Colonel Slade entered."Jack, can you spare me a moment?" That was something of a redundant question, as a major can always find a moment for a colonel. I sat back in my chair and Slade perched on the edge of my desk. He had a nervous look on his face, and I can honestly say I had never seen such an expression on his granite like countenance before."You and Zin .... That was odd. I wanted to tell Tracy about it, but she was saying something else.“As the weight increases, I want you to think about getting sleepier and sleepier. Seven, eight, nine…”My head drooped. I could see Sam’s doing the same out of the corner of my eye. “Ten, eleven, twelve…”I really wanted to say something, but I was so tired. It would take too much effort, I decided. I just wanted to relax and keep listening to Tracy’s voice.“Now, when I snap my fingers, you’re going to feel awake.